After seriously injuring Lord Liaoyuan at the banquet that day, Ming Zhao found that everyone in the Heaven Realm was particularly respectful to her. Everyone, from the Immortal Monarchs to the Immortal Servants, was polite to her. Not only were they full of smiles, but they were also full of praises. And because Lord Liaoyuan was disrespectful to her, Days Later sent an apology gift the next day. Not only did she not talk about the tail of the Fire Spirit, but she also offered several treasures of the Bird Clan.
Ming Zhao was not interested in these and continued to give them to Run Yu. Speaking of gifts, the new overlord of the Xuanji Palace, Tuan Zi, had to be mentioned. After being fed by Run Yu several times, it had completely regarded this place as its new home. Even the Yong Beast was regarded as its master's playmate. Every time it encountered something, it would jump on the Yong Beast's head — so the immortals could see that the originally light little beast had a black ball on its head, playing in every corner of the Heaven Realm without restraint.
Because it played too much during the day and had to absorb dreams at night, the Yong Beast rested with Tuan Zi when it was free, forgetting its master Run Yu. In order to make up for Tuan Zi's behavior of taking away the Yong Beast, Ming Zhao praised it behind its back and decided to accompany Run Yu in the future.
Planting stars had always seemed simple, but it was not easy to learn. What's more, compared to the stars in the sky, it was obvious that the young man in white beside her made her heart sway more. So after learning for a few nights without success, she simply adjusted her schedule and stayed by his side to cultivate. It was amazing that when she cultivated at night, her divine power rose much faster than during the day. According to this trend, all the old injuries in her body would be healed in less than ten days.
However, it was clear that neither the Celestial Emperor nor the Celestial Empress would allow her to continue being so carefree. Only three days later, Days Later sent someone to tell her that the God of Fire Xufeng, who was seriously injured by Lord Liaoyuan, was stimulated and his cultivation advanced rapidly. Period. Days Later, as a mother, she begged the God of the Underworld to take pity on her child and treat the Lord Liaoyuan.
As soon as he heard the news, Ming Zhao felt that it was ridiculous. First of all, she didn't kill the attendant at all. At most, he would suffer a backlash from the tail of the Fire Spirit. That kind of injury could be healed with a high-level water spell, so why would he need to send her there? The second was the so-called Phoenix's Nirvana. She had cultivated for so long, but she had never heard of anyone entering Nirvana early due to stimulation. Damn it, wasn't she afraid that her precious son's spirit would be unstable and his soul would scatter?
On the surface, these words seemed to be directed at her, but they were actually directed at Run Yu. Days Later, Ming Zhao's fear of Thayao had reached an unprecedented height. This made Ming Zhao regret being too high-profile that day, but more than that, he had the intention to get rid of Thayao.
Looking at Days Later's actions these years, he knew that the Celestial Ruler was pushing the boat with the current. Although he had only played a few games with the Celestial Ruler, it was enough to know that this person's temperament was cold and suspicious. He was afraid that Days Later was just a useful chess piece in his eyes.
What was a chess player most afraid of?
Especially when this chess player was sitting on the Heaven Realm, and was only a few steps away from the Master of the Six Realms.
Ming Zhao looked at the Celestial Servant who was terrified because she didn't respond for a long time, and bent down to help her up. "Go and report to Days Later. Tell her, don't touch my bottom line. "
As he raised his hand, a wisp of demonic energy silently attached itself to her.
Xiwu Palace was sealed.
According to what Days Later said, Xufeng's Nirvana was the most important matter in the Heaven Realm. During this period, no one was allowed to enter or leave Xiwu Palace. Because of the words of the God of Underworld, Thayao was on guard, and even the guards at the door were elites transferred from the Bird Tribe. For a time, the Heaven Realm was in a dangerous situation because of the God of Fire.
Compared with the nervousness of Days Later, Ming Zhao was much more relaxed and happy. She took the Yong beast and Tuan Zi to walk around the Heaven Realm without avoiding suspicion. If she met someone who gossiped, she immediately tied him up and sent him to the Celestial Ruler. Perhaps because of her arrogance, Thayao's eyes on her gradually decreased. The immortals also felt that the God of Underworld, who liked to judge the level of power, disdained to use tricks. As long as they didn't act presumptuously in front of her, their lives wouldn't be in danger. Therefore, the tense atmosphere slowly eased.
In this way, the God of War in the Heaven Realm was Nirvana?? There were only five days left to succeed.
"Ming Zhao, do you believe in destiny?"
This was what Run Yu asked her before she was about to draw the net.
She knew that what she had done couldn't be hidden from his eyes, and she had never thought of hiding it. Whether it was the Days Later or the God of Fire, they were just stones on the ground to her. Even if she stepped on them, she didn't have to eliminate them personally. But what Thayao did was to test her bottom line one by one. Now he even wanted to use her to suppress Run Yu, which was what she couldn't tolerate the most.
"My fate is in my own hands."
Even the Tao of Heaven couldn't interfere.
Run Yu looked at her, as if he was looking at an ignorant child, and also as if he was looking at his past through her.
So he made a cup of tea and handed it to her, "There are no stars tonight. I wonder if Ming Zhao would like to listen to a story?"
"I'd like to hear the details."
This was a very long and short story.
With his soft voice, Ming Zhao felt as if she had really accompanied him through those years.
Loneliness, anger, despair, and distortion.
She had nothing, and all her hopes were dashed.
He said it casually, as if he had already walked out of that unbearable situation, and even commented on his mentality at that time with ease. But the more she listened, the more she was immersed in the story. When he decided to devour Qiongqi and fought with Xufeng, she seemed to see herself in the dense fog.
It was a black fog that didn't take shape. Perhaps it didn't even have consciousness. It didn't even know why it followed the dragon, watching him mourn the death of his birth mother, and watching him die because he couldn't take shape. Perhaps it was because there was no reason that it stayed with him for so long. It was so long that he suffered from the backlash of the forbidden technique, and it was so long that it finally took shape.
But it still couldn't be seen by others.
That dragon was still lonely in the end.
When he was dying, it once again saw the most beautiful woman in the six realms. She knelt silently in front of the bed with Egret, who had been conferred as the Crown Prince of the Heaven Realm, and gently called him, "Fairy Xiaoyu."
His Majesty smiled for the first time in a long time, and then closed his eyes forever.
He saw the biased fox spirit, the green snake that couldn't tell right from wrong, and many immortals who had hurt him but lived freely. They were sad for a moment, and then they turned around and praised Egret, saying that he had the demeanor of a father.
He didn't understand.
Was this the world originally like this, or was he wrong?
He wanted to pull out their tendons and bones and throw them into the endless hell, but he couldn't even take shape.
He hated it.
He hated it so much that he wanted to destroy everything.
But even if the world died, his Majesty wouldn't come back.
He hated it to the extreme. During the Egret's coronation ceremony, he finally awakened.
He wasn't a black fog, but the God of the Underworld who devoured all the evil in the world.
He was born evil and couldn't be tolerated in the world.
He looked at everyone coldly, and then he developed malice in the chaos.
— — Since he's dead, then you should all be buried with him.
— — I want the six realms to cry, and all ages to mourn together!
Stepping through the blood in his vision, he walked to the Hall of Sages. Looking at the white dragon's last memorial tablet, for the first time, he understood what it meant to be powerless.
The God of All Evil, who controlled reincarnation, could ask for karma and reincarnation, but he couldn't reverse time and space.
He looked at himself, who was still black even after condensing a human form, and didn't hesitate to explode his inner core.
This world would no longer have his Majesty, and then all things in this world would no longer have a reason to exist. Even he didn't have to live.
"Fool."
When his soul was about to scatter, he heard someone sigh. As the words were spoken, the Light of Buddha shrouded and protected the world, and all evil didn't exist.
That voice seemed to be saying something, but he didn't care anymore.
Your Majesty, the God of the Underworld has come to accompany you.
This was his last thought.
It was also hers. His first life.
When Run Yu was halfway through his words, he noticed that something was wrong with the little girl in front of him. The twisted spiritual power curves around her seemed to be competing with her for something. And the black fog gushing out from the gaps of the spiritual power was even more unknown. He tried to use his spiritual power to disperse it, but it was plundered instead.
And just as the black fog on her body became thicker and thicker, Run Yu decided to break through, the jade pendant on his body suddenly emitted a strong light, and he couldn't dodge in time and was sucked in.
When he stood still, he found himself back in Li Ze.
Then in the next moment, he saw his little self being forced into a corner, and his mother cutting off his dragon horn with a knife. He went over to try to stop all this, but his body passed through the two of them.
This was … … his memory.
Why did he look back on his previous life in this way?
Run Yu saw himself wholeheartedly seeking death, but was tricked by Thayao into eating the Floating Dream Pill. He also saw himself coming to the Heaven Realm to play with Xufeng, but was scolded. He saw himself becoming the Night God, saw himself meeting Jin Mi … … until that day, on the shore of Dongting Lake, he bid farewell to the past.
A cloud of black fog wobbled out of the ground, obediently staying beside him, silent. Only when the Water God advised him to think about the creatures of Dongting, did it circle around him a few times, as if asking why. Other than that, it just followed him blindly, like a pet that had yet to develop its own intelligence.
But no matter who it was, no one could see it.
Did such a little guy appear around him? Run Yu had no way to know.
After all, if no one could perceive it, even if it really existed, it was no different from nothingness.
So these were not entirely his memories, or it could be said that it was … … her memories.
Combined with the changes in Ming Zhao, Run Yu guessed that the jade pendant brought him into this memory. And the owner of this memory was not him, but Ming Zhao.
After realizing this, the taut string in his mind finally relaxed slowly.
Especially when he had accompanied him through thousands of years, to the end of the time that he had not experienced in the previous reincarnation, he did not feel the slightest bit of injustice. As early as the moment when he used the forbidden skill to save Jin Mi, he knew that this day would come. But at the end of his life, he could not help but feel a little emotional. It turned out that he had lived a cold life, and before he died, he did not get to see her, who had been with him for so long.
And the cloud of black fog finally condensed into a human form.
It was black, without skin, facial features, and could not speak. It was just a shell.
But it was such a shell that brought disaster to the six realms.
Just like that, Runyu watched as she dyed the Heaven Realm into a sea of blood. She watched as she threw her uncle, Yan You, and even Jin Mi, Tang Yue, and the Fragrant Lord of the Flower Realm into hell one by one, making them suffer endless torture.
Enough.
He said to her in the bottom of his heart, and at the same time, to himself.
The grievances, resentment, and anger that he had nowhere to vent had already subsided.
The six realms were already in ruins, and there were no living creatures.
Only the Hall of Sages retained the last piece of pure land in the world, just like in the past.
He wanted to hug her and tell her not to be afraid, that there would be a day when they would meet again, but it was too late.
She detonated her Neidan, and the sound of Buddha descended.
Even though she was born as a god, the Heavenly Dao did not allow her to continue.
The scene froze at the moment when she hugged the memorial tablet and closed her eyes with a smile. His body was pulled by a great force. Run Yu thought that he could finally return to the real world, but in the next moment, he was back in Li Ze.
Only this time, the little him was no longer alone.
He looked at Ming Zhao, who had gone from shock and confusion to ecstasy. He held back the waves of shock in his heart, and kept recalling all the relevant books in his mind.
The God of the Underworld … … what was it?
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